SPAM

Any college guy anywhere in the US of A would fall down on the ground laughing dangerously close to death when he heard the words "Lets go to BJs".

I'm a tad over 60 and this is not too different from my own reaction. (Nuance: don't fall down at 60; getting back up often requires a call to the ambulance service)

But you have to wonder, who in their right mind would call their business "BJs".  It fair boggles the mind. You certainly will never forget it, but please - I really don't need any more reasons to fall down.

But BJ has SPAM in 4 packs.  You can't dislike such a place. I've got SPAMwiches for the entire summer.  Maybe a SPAM roast.  Are there BBQ recipes?  I am virtually shaking, I'm so excited.